Hallucinations

Trouble is, every time I close my eyes my mind goes into a spiral of bizarrity.

Yesterday afternoon I retired to bed to escape smalls wanting cuddles yet when I fell asleep I spent the first half of my sleep picking pieces of Lego out of the grass in front of my desk whilst trying to update my ex boss on his day's appointments, none of which bore any relevance to his line of work, while the wind blew the pages of the diary over, again and again. I then followed this with using a 1950s style upright hoover to suck up polystyrene balls from the lino in a friend's house because her husband had taken down some shelves.  There was some strange bit parts played by a full length straight skirt that I had taken the bustle off for someone and a 3 foot high model of a tea clipper or schooner in full sail.

Almost intrigued as to what my brain will invent next....